pichhe barati aage band baaja, aaye dulhe raaja gori khol darwaza
pichhe barati aage band baaja, aaye dulhe raaja gori khol darwaza
pichhe barati aage band baaja, aaye dulhe raaja gori khol darwaza

laaj sharm ki rekha ko paar kar le, na na na kar ha ha tu pyar kar le
laaj sharm ki rekha ko paar kar le, na na na kar ha ha tu pyar kar le
nachte gaate teri gali ham aayenge, tujhko utha ke gori ham le jayenge
apni marzi se aaja dil me sama ja, aaye dulhe raaja gori khol darwaza
pichhe barati aage band baaja, aaye dulhe raaja

mehandi laga le solah singar kar le, dulhan ban ja khud ko taiyar kar le
mehandi laga le solah singar kar le, dulhan ban ja khud ko taiyar kar le
kabse na jane tere pichhe pada hu, dekh tere ghar ke saamane khada hu
mai adar aau ya baahar tu aaja, aaye dulhe raaja gori khol darwaza
pichhe barati aage band baaja, aaye dulhe raaja gori khol darwaza

Behind, the wedding's march unfurls, a brass band's blare,
The groom, a king, arrives, love's weight beyond compare.
Behind, the wedding's march unfurls, a brass band's blare,
The groom, a king, arrives, love's weight beyond compare.
Behind, the wedding's march unfurls, a brass band's blare,
The groom, a king, arrives, love's weight beyond compare.

Shatter the lines of modesty, let shame take flight,
Say "no" with a "yes," embrace love's radiant light.
Shatter the lines of modesty, let shame take flight,
Say "no" with a "yes," embrace love's radiant light.
Singing, dancing, we'll grace your street with grace,
And carry you away, from this familiar space.
Come, by your will, within my heart's embrace,
The groom, a king, arrives, open the door, face to face.
Behind, the wedding's march unfurls, the groom arrives.

Adorn yourself, with henna's mystic art,
Embrace your bridal form, and play your destined part.
Adorn yourself, with henna's mystic art,
Embrace your bridal form, and play your destined part.
For ages I have yearned, my love, for you,
Now at your doorstep, my heart, beating true.
Shall I come in, or will you emerge to view?
The groom, a king, arrives, open the door anew.
Behind, the wedding's march unfurls, a brass band's blare,
The groom, a king, arrives, love's weight beyond compare.